Review by efemmeral
This is my soul's scent in the way that Arvo Pärt plays my soul's music. Here I am laid bare: spartan resilient resins, warm generous vanilla, spare beautiful florals flying out beyond prettiness. This vibrates celestial, best viewed from the perspective of 10,000 feet. Whereas I remain endlessly curious for other scents, they are just that: other. They beckon with the intrigue of difference, the enchantments of conversation, the beguilements of beauty - the jar, seduction and stimulus of traits not native. Here is my essence, my effortless source. The silence between my heartbeats.

